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Just as the title suggests, I saw a celebrity about 3 weeks ago. Just forgot to post about it until now…

Basically, my mom and I were at LAX to pick up my dad when he arrived and as we were leaving the airport, we saw a mob of paparazzi and reporters come out and I got all excited and bounced forward while whipping my phone out to record the scene. To me, seeing all of these people wielding these giant camcorders and cameras was more exciting than whoever they were trying to get shots of and interview. I saw who this person grabbing all of the attention was, but honestly could not tell who that was -_-

She went into this big black van after posing a bit and the reporters desperately tried to talk to her still and my mom kept asking me “Who is it? Who is it?” while at the same time encouraging me to go and try to get a photo with her. I just responded “Meh, forget it. Let’s go to daddy. He’s our celebrity.” And so we bounced off to him.

I later asked my friend who it was (sent her a photo) and it turns out it was… Paris Hilton. How sad that I couldn’t tell who she was. That’s how not into the whole American celebrity gossip and such I am and yet at the same time it means I don’t read the news enough either. She sent me Paris’s instagram photo that she had posted and indeed it was her because it was the same outfit. It’s funnier because she was apparently on the same flight as my dad because she was just coming back from Korea.

My friend joked that I should have asked her for a hotel (because my dream is to own a hotel if not a chain of hotels etcetc).

This made me start thinking at how interesting the world definitely is. How we swarm around those who are supposedly famous and give our attention, time, and potentially even devotion to them. There are some who go so far as to feel that those celebs are their friends and that they send gifts, letters, etc. However, we should really be treating those who are actually close to us as the celebrities of our lives. By this, I mean our parents…our family in general…our friends….those we consider basically family even if not blood-related.

And so, here is a video also of one of the celebrities of my life’s entrance to America.

Also, this girl is a star too:

She says “Aunt Sarah” at the end and points to me 🙂 Everytime I come to see her she jumps up and down shouting “Aunt Sarah” while smiling and laughing and comes running to me giving me a hug and a kiss~ Whenever, I’m not there, apparently she wants to see me and always says “Aunt Sarah, Aunt Sarah” whenever she sees my photo etc. I feel like a celebrity to this angel. Isn’t that more important?

-Snoh

Exodus 20:3-4 – “You shall have no other gods before me. You shall not make for yourself an idol in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below”

These both didn’t happen on the same day, but it’s nice to keep record of it…

We have been spending time together lately mainly at home – usually doing our own things. However, we decided to go out to do some chores and Dad suggested we grab lunch together.

Usually whenever a blood, main family member suggests going out to eat or watch a movie, my main instinct/reaction/thought is that we shouldn’t because it’s a waste of money (when we can make healthier and potentially yummier things at home). However, I then realized, that that is how I have been thinking and living all this time and therefore missed out on chances of spending quality time with family and making memories…especially with dad who I see only a few times in the year.

I still wanted to just get something cheap and healthy-ish and was like “Let’s just get Subway.” But then, it seemed that dad wanted to treat me to something better and that he wanted us to go out to get something new…I felt sad suddenly. Some pain deep within stirred again.

I remember that over the past year, I suddenly began to get these almost resentful thoughts towards him because it felt that he hadn’t been there for most of my life…it really hit when I became 20 this past May…

It isn’t even like he’s been a bad father or anything either, but I just remember that as a kid I would see other children with their dads or that there would be Parents Day or Back-to-School Night, and my mom would come…alone….

I hated that. Hated having to see her alone and even now she’s basically like alone.

And then I remember all the good things that he has done and still does. He really is the best dad in the world with his flaws and all…same with mama Noh. But I digress…

So we decided to have Hawaiian BBQ to try something new and we both shared each other’s dishes and it was just chill and nice.

Even now, we eat together and laugh (definitely eat bread with olive oil and balsamic vinegar) We exercise together, make food together, watch variety shows together…not everything is done together all of the time and we are both pretty quiet when together, but it’s still nice.

I was having trouble over the past month(s) here during the summer when I began to get depressed and alone and after he came back, I felt so much happier, lighter … I don’t know how to explain or describe it.

Lately, it seems like family is getting better as well as it seems that he his opening up more to both me and mom. I felt truly like a family once again after a long time recently.

It’s so hard to type down all that I am thinking and it wasn’t even my plan to start talking about this, but I guess it naturally happened…

I posted a little ode of some sort to my sister, Minji Noh, on my Instagram, so I won’t repeat it here because I’m not feeling as emotional as I was before.

But I will repeat,going to my sister’s performances never gets old… (Feel free to check out some of her works at http://www.minjinoh.com)

I’ve been obsessed with headbands and now my Hermes scarves 🙂

I saw a meme on Instagram basically comparing selfies and how you look in tagged photos and it is so true! But I digress…

I hope that I will be able to discover that ONE TRUE PASSION when I go abroad to Rome, Italy. I do have many hobbies and interests, but that one passion that I work hard to strive toward I have yet…I do have a dream that I have had since I was a child though.

I did want to become a singer and an actress at one point, but afterward it has stayed the same: to own a chain of hotels with a restaurant and a bakery and to help out in the bakery and restaurant as well since I enjoy the two. I still am unsure as of how to get there and have been trying such as contacting and applying, but I basically raise it up to the Lord to know what is best for me.

-Snoh

P.S. I had a nightmare today basically where my friend died….it was horrible I was climbing a mountain with friends. We were all on an adventure/journey for something and for a while I was always constantly making sure that we were all together as I like to do (making sure nobody strayed or got kidnapped). Then, as I figured we were alright, I began to go faster as the adrenaline started pumping. When I got to the top, I was in a sort of castle hallway and was looking out of the arched stone “window” that was glass-less. I peeked out and then saw that my friend was getting taken away by somebody else into the water down below. And then she disappeared!! I felt such terror and saw another of my friend also was climbing up the wall desperately trying to get away from someone…I quickly reached down and helped him up (John) and then started screaming “ANH!” (the one who was taken underwater) and scrambled/hurled myself out the window, rolled down the hill while getting bruised, and dived into the water trying desperately to find her or at least the killer. I couldn’t find either one…

I then saw my mom and John’s mom chilling on the grassy shore chatting, and I asked them if they had seen anyone, but they hadn’t. So, John and I started to swim and search desperately for any sign of Anh, dead or alive. We couldn’t find her at all…I just remember getting up on the bank crying, refusing to give up. John kept consoling me and then I don’t know if this was my imagination (towards me waking up) or if it was actually part of the dream. I don’t know if it was my way of trying to put a happy ending to it, but she was alright. She later found us laughing in a sort of resentful way for getting ahead of her and had played a joke on us….I don’t even know. All I know is that it was so scary and that I have been having nightmares lately. This is one that I remember…